Future Teens Frequent Crier Lyrics
Frequent Crier by Future Teens
You made my mom a scarf
Just like the one you made for me
It's just like you to keep us warm
Even after I up and leave
I can't remember when I last slept in my own bed
And I'm paying up for it in way more ways than rent
Catch me crying in the shower (how's your day been?)
Crying in a traffic jam (how was your drive?)
Crying in the break room hoping no one else comes in
I bet your friends are thrilled
They don't have to hear you go on
About another girl who's great
But Boston's still too damn far away
I know mine are over it
They've been rolling their eyes since
We nearly kissed in Ilana's backyard
So I mailed you a book and a birthday card
Now I'm crying in the shower (how's your day been?)
Crying in a traffic jam (how was your drive?)
Crying in the break room hoping no one else comes in
Crying into my fridge (are you eating?)
Crying at my own birthday (are you happier yet?)
Crying over every picture of your cat you send
Crying into my plate
At a Mexican place in Maine
Cause you won't let me pay you back for a vacation I didn't take
And it's been two years to the day
Sick of Crying in the shower
Crying in a traffic jam
Crying in the bathroom when you asked me how've I've been
Crying into my fridge
Crying cause I'm leaving again
Crying when you told me I would still be your best friend And I can't do this again
Just like the one you made for me
It's just like you to keep us warm
Even after I up and leave
I can't remember when I last slept in my own bed
And I'm paying up for it in way more ways than rent
Catch me crying in the shower (how's your day been?)
Crying in a traffic jam (how was your drive?)
Crying in the break room hoping no one else comes in
I bet your friends are thrilled
They don't have to hear you go on
About another girl who's great
But Boston's still too damn far away
I know mine are over it
They've been rolling their eyes since
We nearly kissed in Ilana's backyard
So I mailed you a book and a birthday card
Now I'm crying in the shower (how's your day been?)
Crying in a traffic jam (how was your drive?)
Crying in the break room hoping no one else comes in
Crying into my fridge (are you eating?)
Crying at my own birthday (are you happier yet?)
Crying over every picture of your cat you send
Crying into my plate
At a Mexican place in Maine
Cause you won't let me pay you back for a vacation I didn't take
And it's been two years to the day
Sick of Crying in the shower
Crying in a traffic jam
Crying in the bathroom when you asked me how've I've been
Crying into my fridge
Crying cause I'm leaving again
Crying when you told me I would still be your best friend And I can't do this again